Brother always wants to get a certificate with me [Quick Transmigration]

The summer is hot, and the wind seems to be blowing from the electric heater. It is hot and dry. Apart from being able to avoid the sun, the shade of the trees does not play a role in enjoying the cool.

Ji Wuqin sat on a small bench that he brought from nowhere, and a big white cat was lazily rubbing against his feet.

Summer is great, everyone is dressed so coolly.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the pedestrians walking past him in a good mood, bowed his head and took a sip of cold orange juice from time to time, life was enjoyable.

"Why are you willing to come out of that ruined monastery this time?" Jiang Hua stood behind the dining car not far away, he glanced at Ji Wuqian, and continued to skewer meat skewers with a bamboo stick with his head down neatly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone .

"Master." Ji Wuqin watched Jiang Hua look up at himself, hooked the corner of his mouth, showed a pleasing smile, gave him a thumbs up, and sincerely praised: "Your dressing taste is really getting better and better. Ah." The floral shirt on the upper body and the floral pants on the lower body made him always want to wear a gold chain for Master.

Jiang Hua ignored him, threw the bamboo stick in his hand, and nailed a mosquito flying towards him to the tree behind Ji Wuqin.

Ji Wuqin felt in a trance that the bamboo stick seemed to be flying past his ear, he blinked, and answered the previous question honestly, "There are too many people going to the temple to offer incense recently, I come out to hide leisure."

He had a car accident when he was 15 years old, and he was the only one in his family who survived, but he was too badly injured to be cured by modern medicine. It is said that he was accidentally picked up by his master and thrown to Qingshan Temple to save his life. It took a long time to recover before I woke up.

It is because of this that Ji Wuqin strode towards the world of comprehension with half a leg by mistake. Why is it half a leg? Because he may be a person with poor bones mentioned in the novel. After five years of practice, he He doesn't even know the sect's basic swordsmanship.

Jiang Hua put the skewered meat skewers on the grill, and casually pulled the charcoal fire underneath, "Stay away from that ruined temple, you practice kendo, don't let them flatten your spirit." The practice of Qingshan Temple is very particular. What is more powerful is righteousness, hardness and softness, and they still have some restraints with their Xuanjian sect.

Ji Wuqin wanted to say that there is nothing to grind with his cultivation base, but he also knew what his master's reaction would be when he finished speaking. In such a hot day, he wanted to be more comfortable, so he nodded obediently.

Jiang Hua, who can't see him several times a year, still can't see his real thoughts from Ji Wuqin's face. After seeing him nodding obediently, his expression eased a lot, and he handed over the grilled meat skewers, " This is the spirit beast that your senior brother hunted a while ago."

The meat of spirit beasts can nourish the meridians, but only before the age of ten, it doesn't work how much he eats now, but the meat of this kind of spirit beast is very good, and it is very delicious when roasted, so Ji Wuqin eats it without any pressure Have relish.

When he first saw the grill, he thought that his master was going to change careers. Speaking of which, Ji Wuqin still thinks that the cultivation world is very strange, and he lives in the city. His master is the well-known head of the Xuanjian sect. However, to the outside world, he is just a very ordinary old man who sells spicy soup.

This caused Ji Wuqin to feel...numb and spicy every time he saw his master dancing sword.

It's still early now, and no one came to patronize their business. Jiang Hua had nothing to do after grilling the kebabs, so he had to focus on his uneasy apprentice again. Ji Wuqin was eating happily and noticed that Jiang Hua's eyes only hurriedly raised his head and smiled at him, then lowered his head and continued to eat.

Ji Wu's relatives are handsome, with a clean and refreshing temperament, and his every move makes people feel like a spring breeze. It is rare that he likes to smile very much, and he looks gentle and harmless.

Jiang Hua was flickered by his smile, and forgot what he wanted to say just now, until Ji Wuqin had almost eaten the meat skewers, he said: "I will go to see your senior brother tomorrow."

Ji Wuqin swallowed what was in his mouth slowly, then looked up at him.

"Little Thousand World is with him." Jiang Hua secretly reminded him: "Last time you promised me that you will go in and practice."

Xiaoqian World is the treasure of the Xuanjian Sect. Ji Wuqin has always felt that the modern cultivation world is more like martial arts in novels, with internal strength, lightness, swordsmanship and palm techniques, but his master told him that they are cultivators. , although due to various reasons, no one has succeeded for a long time.

Ji Wuqin didn't believe it at first, until he knew Xiaoqian World, this is a magic weapon, you can travel through time and space freely after entering, it is said that it used to be used by sects to train disciples, set up a small island surrounded by the sea to put A group of wild beasts throw people into it to experience.

The previous Xiaoqian world was controllable, but now with Jiang Hua's strength, this is not possible, so entering the Xiaoqian world to practice is full of... danger.

"I will die inside, Master." Ji Wuqin looked at him pitifully, and the big white cat at his feet rubbed and meowed twice.

"Your brother came out from inside." Jiang Hua's voice paused before continuing: "I'll take you two, you can't embarrass me." Now even the way of holding the sword is sometimes wrong.

His senior brother Fu Chen was born in a family of comprehension, and he has been exposed to these things since he was a child. After joining the Xuanjian Sect, his cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds. He is known as the most talented person in the cultivation world, so he can come out of Xiaoqian world intact Normal can no longer be normal.

However, if Ji Wuqin went in by himself... Maybe he couldn't even find the body.

Jiang Hua turned a blind eye to Ji Wuqin's pitiful appearance, just as a wave of guests came in front of the dining car, he just left Ji Wuqin alone.

The deal was done, Ji Wuqin lowered his head and took a sip of orange juice, then sighed secretly.

In the evening, being forced by his master to practice sword for two hours, Ji Wuqin finally deeply realized that Qingshan Temple is good, free and unfettered, and the most important thing is that no one forced him to practice.

The next day, Jiang Hua woke up Ji Wuqin at five o'clock to prepare for morning exercises. Ji Wuqin rubbed his eyes and yawned big. His loose sleeves fell to his elbows, and his whole forearm was tied with a snow-white bandage.

Jiang Hua looked at him silently for a while, and asked, "What is this?"

Ji Wuqin half-opened his eyes, wondering if he was awake or not, he was stunned for a while before he said: "Bandages, I practiced sword for a long time yesterday, and my arms are swollen."

Jiang Hua: "..."

Jiang Hua casually picked up the quilt and put it on Ji Wuqin's head, turned around and left for this disgusting disciple, and he didn't show up until the big disciple's butler came to pick him up.

After falling asleep again, Ji Wuqin woke up a lot, greeted the housekeeper standing beside the car with a smile, and then sat in the car honestly, showing no sign of reluctance yesterday.

Fu Chen's family is the best in the entire cultivation world, with deep roots, many members of the clan, including businessmen and politicians. The place where he lives is simply a mansion villa, and it takes more than ten minutes to drive from the gate to the villa where he lives, bypassing the artificial lake.

It was the first time for Ji Wuqin to come here, he followed behind the housekeeper, looked around casually, and had to sigh again, his brother was born with a gold weight in his mouth, the keys were too small.

"The young master is waiting for you in the study." The butler said, and glanced at Ji Wuqin's bandaged arm without any trace.

Ji Wuqin nodded casually.

Fu Chen's decoration here is antique and incompatible with the modern style, but Ji Wuqin is not surprised, but takes it for granted.

He only met his senior brother once or twice five years ago, but these few encounters left a very deep impression on him, the beautiful appearance, the moon charm, the fairy demeanor, the beauty is not like a real person.

At that time, he naively thought that everyone in the cultivation world was like a senior brother, until he followed his master to various sects for a visit...

Ji Wuqin's thoughts were still wandering as he wished, the butler had already stopped and gently pushed open the door of the study, then smiled sideways and said, "Master Ji, please come in."

The decoration style of the study is a bit strange, half modern and half ancient are subtly blended together, Ji Wuqin looked at it absently, and then looked at the person who was standing in front of the French window with his back turned to him.

After standing still for a few seconds, Ji Wuqin called out with a subtle expression: "...Brother?"

The man turned sideways and nodded slightly at Ji Wuqin.

Ji Wuqian stared at the senior brother for a while, then smiled nonchalantly and said, "Master has already told you, he wants me to enter Xiaoqian World to practice and practice."

Fu Chen hummed, pointed to the single sofa on the right, and motioned him to sit on it.

He had heard that his senior brother was cold-tempered, so Ji Wuqin didn't mind his attitude, and obediently went to sit there, but his eyes turned to Fu Chen unconsciously.

Fu Chen was wearing a loose crescent-colored gown, buttoned up to the top one, and his waist-length black hair hung down softly behind him, elegant and handsome, with the posture of a fairy.

Ji Wuqin suddenly felt astonished by the disorder of time and space.

Fu Chen sat opposite Ji Wuqin and looked at him quietly. The two of them looked at each other for a while, then he suddenly asked, "Are you injured?"

Ji Wuqin was slightly taken aback, and found that he had been looking at his arm, and suddenly remembered that he was still wearing a bandage, so he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, "No." He lowered his head and unwrapped the bandage round by round, Show him your arms.

Although the two are senior brothers, Ji Wuqin doesn't know much about Fu Chen, so after talking for a few words, he didn't intend to go any further, but directly mentioned the purpose of talking, "I want to see Xiaoqian World .”

Fu Chen clasped his hands on his lap, didn't say anything, but winked at the butler who was guarding the door.

The housekeeper took a step forward and said respectfully to Ji Wuqin: "Master Ji, please."

"Senior brother." Ji Wuqin stood up and raised the corners of his mouth habitually, and said with a smile, "Goodbye." After finishing speaking, he followed the housekeeper and left.

Ji Wuqin has only heard of this magic weapon, but has never actually seen it. Although there are many dangers in it, it is undeniable that being able to travel through time and space has aroused his strong interest.

And he believed that it was impossible for his master to throw him in to die.

Just as if he was about to experience an exciting and wonderful trip, Ji Wuqin followed the housekeeper to a room, opened the door casually and walked in.

In the study room, Fu Chen was still sitting in his original position without moving. There was a slight sound at the door, and he looked up with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

The butler nodded at him.

Fu Chen was silent for a while, then said softly, "Lock up the Biezhuang, I'm going to retreat."